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Nonsense. This is from the first film that bizarrely got "number four":-

All this "I am your father, Luke" gibberish is just more cruel mind games from a psychopath. Search your feelings... you know it to be true.

Mike,has some time on his hands.

Prequels are nothing new. Alterred/butchered storylines in multi-installment movies are nothing new. Anyone that truly doubts this, just needs to sit through all the "Highlander" installments, where there are more WTF moments than orphaned popcorn kernals in the world's movie theathers. (Sunday is hyperbole day ).

The gibberish factor also depends a lot on how literal you take Ben's original quote, and the fact that he later recanted. This is way deep in "belly-button staring" territory though.... "Abandon all hope ye who enter here..."

I don't know what John did to piss you off but I do know that posting cryptic messages on a public forum and saying that you hate someone is in really poor taste. Do you also post things on public forums when you disagree with someone at your workplace or if you don't get along with your neighbor??

I know John has a strong personality and some people have a hard time with that. I know several Rev flyers that simply don't like him and his style but they still fly Revs and still fly with groups, just not with John. His world is just one aspect of quad flying and he is cerrtainly not the CEO.

I have had lots of experiences flying with and around John, both good and bad. I even cussed him once....and he deserved it!! However, most of my experiences have been good (sometimes even awesome). He has helped me improve my flying more than anyone else I have flown with. In over two years time, he got both my husband and daughter flying (and loving it) so that now we are flying together all the time and even working on some three-Rev routines. Most importantly of all, I have a physical disability and John told me once to not let what I cannot do interfere with what I can do. That moment.....that off the cuff comment....changed my life and he has no idea!!

I don't really know where I'm going with this. I just felt the need to say that you can coexist with someone whether you like them or not. No need to publically state that you hate someone....you just MIGHT change your mind.

See...this all happened when Beach was a little kid. He had worshiped the most excellent quad flyer from afar. Even going as far as building several small quad models out of popsicle sticks, tissue paper and string. One day he learned of a kite festival, in which his hero would be in attendance. Knowing he would have to ride his bicycle, he made preparations. He packed his models, a PB&J sandwich,Seal Jerky, 3 Oreo's, and a box of Jujyfruits, into his Josie and the Pussycats lunchbox. Mounted his Schwinn Stingray and pedaled off up the coast for the 100 mile plus trip. At the festival, he enjoyed watching his hero fly the Quad...with several others. After the performance, Beach....the little bum, stood in line for an autograph from his hero. He wanted to show him the small handcrafted Quad models, and give him one. Alas, his hero, who was tired from the performance...and whose pen had run out of ink, was directed by one of the festival big wigs towards the V.I.P. tent for some adult beverages and hang with the corporate sponsors. "Mr. Quad...Mr. Quad"..cried the little bum! He vainly tried to get the attention of his hero, who was swallowed up by the adoring crowd. Caught in the ensuing mass of humanity, little bum was knocked down, his quads trampled by the crowd.Hours later, at dusk,on the empty kite field, he held his broken models up, and through tear stained eyes, said "As God is my witness, I will never fly Quads...ever!"The return trip was a blur to the kid, probably because he had a blow out on the front tire of the Stingray just outside of Pruneville, suffered a minor concussion, when he hit the ditch hard. The CHP delivered the little bum back home to his bewildered parents, the next day. Nursed back to health, the little bum was different. There was a fire inside, that you could see in his eyes. For every night, as he dreamed, he saw a kite...one with two lines, not four. And made a vow to himself, that only he could make come true.

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Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.

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